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Accentuating the Liberal in Classical Liberal: Advocating Ascendency of the Individual & a Politick & Literature to Fight the Rise & Rise of the Tax Surveillance State. 'Illigitum non carborundum'.

Liberty and freedom are two proud words that have been executed from the political lexicon: they were frog marched and stood before a wall of blank minds, then forcibly blindfolded, and shot, with the whimpering staccato of ‘equality’ and ‘fairness’ resounding over and over. And not only did this atrocity go unreported by journalists in the mainstream media, they were in the firing squad.

The premise of this blog is simple: the Soviets thought they had equality, and welfare from cradle to grave, until the illusory free lunch of redistribution took its inevitable course, and cost them everything they had. First to go was their privacy, after that their freedom, then on being ground down to an equality of poverty only, for many of them their lives as they tried to escape a life behind the Iron Curtain. In the state-enforced common good, was found only slavery to the prison of each other's mind; instead of the caring state, they had imposed the surveillance state to keep them in line. So why are we accumulating a national debt to build the slave state again in the West? Where is the contrarian, uncomfortable literature to put the state experiment finally to rest?

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Tuesday, February 5, 2013

A theme of
this blog is that we’re living in a semi-police-surveillance state
(ie, welfare state), because people are emoting, not thinking about life, and Campbell Live’s piece on
Christchurch last night was proof of this as well as the MSM emoting on issues again.

I would
normally let The Cactus get the hate mail from the obligatory post below, but
she must have missed the program. Last night's show was centred on how a family would soon be out of their rental home, and
couldn’t afford to find further accommodation in Christchurch, ostensibly due
to the earthquakes. Let’s look at the family, objectively, with the reasoned
eye of a landlord:

Before the first child, get your career, or at least
your own freehold home sorted so you control your destiny.That’s the responsible thing. Four kids are
hard on any property. And property ownership aside; why not just have the one
child, and have the resources to give that child his or her best shot in life?
Possibly two children still has a modicum of prudence, but four, in your circumstances: that was mental.

Dad, tattoos
all over you like that, pretty much has destined you to low paying jobs, sorry.
(See following).

And I love
dogs, so let’s add to my dog ownership rules for the clueless: ‘you own a dog
when you own a property’, end of; because if you own an Alsatian when you’re
renting, you’ve just denied yourself ninety nine rental propositions out of
every one hundred. Perhaps just buy guinea pigs, or rabbits until you own your
own home.

Then the street group-shot in the piece of those complaining about Christchurch’s high rentals. I'm assuming the two women spoken to were solo mums - because it's impossible circa 2012 not to draw that conclusion anymore - with inestimable
numbers of children, and yes, tattoos, everywhere, on those two women and pretty much the whole
group. Good lord. Tattoos on fatty flesh overflowing pants, tattoos on hips, tattoos on tits, probably
tattoos on kids, that whole fad has become so ridiculous.When I see someone with tattoos visible
all over them it tells me something:this
person’s not been thinking much, therefore, are they going to look after a landlord's property? And off topic now, plus call me reactionary,
but I find tattoos aesthetically ugly: moreover, if tattoos and body piercings
made people more interesting, then people with tattoos and body piercings would
be more interesting. Though getting back to the Campbell Live piece, the
opportunity costs of those tattoos, is how many weeks rental? And, of course,
for the stereotype you’ve just bought into, vis a vis employment and rental opportunities - or rather, lack of: priceless, you'll probably never be able to afford to move beyond it.

Sorry,
empathy for your children, not a lot of sympathy for the adults.

Footpiece:
Re Campbell Live’s final piece on the crowd behaviour at the Sevens. Appalling,
you won’t find me there. Here’s a thought, replace the vomit inducing booze
culture with a cannabis culture, and the vibe at the Sevens would be great, no
vomit, or angry young men and women widdling all over the carpark who can’t
even stand straight. But no, Nanny State has arbitrarily - conspiracy theories about crony links to an alcohol lobby aside - decreed cannabis be illegal, even a humane medicinal use of it in hospices: it's a binge drinking, Neanderthal projectile vomiting, violent, alcohol culture we're to have. Crazy, but that's life in the Big State where you don't own your life no more, no more.

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Civilisation is a movement toward privacy, an Orwellian surveillance state the opposite, and tax legislation, especially tax administration, has become the legislation and administration of surveillance and authoritarian rule, in contravention of the rule of law, and common decency. IR

If the Founding Fathers could see how freedom is bound, again, under the iron fist of our taxing authorities; New Zealand's IRD, America's IRS, UK's HMRC, a secret police operating in every country, there would be a Western Spring.

This blog is the only form my protest can take, hoping not to become a squashed blug on the windscreen of state.

Disclaimer: If you pay anything other than the correct amount of tax - as hard as that can be to calculate under our mess of tax law - then you're a bloody idiot. The IR's are all-powerful: they are not a construct of a free, voluntary, civilised classical liberalism, they are a relic of totalitarianism. You have no liberty or privacy from the IR's, you have no legal defence against them, you cannot refuse to be interrogated, you cannot question their actions or seek judicial review holding them to account, even the burden of proof has been turned against the taxpayer; before the law, though you have done nothing wrong, you have less rights than a murderer or rapist, and this Department has been charged by the Fortress of Legislation to systematically eavesdrop and investigate all of us. Don't mess with them. And let me put on record, the IRD staffers I deal with daily are ‘good’ people, I have no complaint whatsoever on a personal/personable level; but this blog is about the principles involved, and it remains my hope there is enough of a classical liberal ethic left, admitting debate and ' difference', that this blog is taken only for the contained - to these pages - protest that it is. For let me spell it out - you, Big Brother State, have won: I.Am.Scared.Of.You.You bet I am. But there's this loon in me that can't seem to shut up. (You're lucky, my poor wife has to live with it).

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